RitchieTZ created a group chat
RichieTZ added _ Eddie.Kaspbrak _ , ThatBxtchBeverly , StanleyUris , Mikey-no- Ikey , Bill.Den and BenHans
Richie TZ made a group chat: welcome to the losers club asshole
StanleyUris changed the group chat name to:
Welcome To the Losers Club, Asshole
RichieTZ : Ah...
RichieTZ : Punctuation Station it is
_ Eddie.Kaspbrak _ changed his name to Eddie
RichieTZ changed Eddie’s name to Eds
Eds : Fuck off, Richie
Eds changed his name to Eddie
RichieTZ changed Eddie’s name to HypochondriSnac
HyprocondriSnac : You know what?
RichieTZ : Huzzah!
RichieTZ changed his name to PoorManNamedRich
Mikey-no- ikey changed BenHans ’s name to Benjamenjamin
M ikey-no- ikey changed his name to JustaBoyFromDairy
B ill.Den changed his name to BillyBoy
ThatBxtchBeverly : No
BillyBoy : Why not?
Benjamenjamin : If Eddie can’t, neither can you.
BillyBoy : Fairs
StanleyUris : Never say that again
ThatBxtchBeverly changed BillyBoy ’s name to 1-Did-I-stutter-800
StanleyUris changed his name to Stan
HypocondriSnac : Woah original, Stanley
PoorManNamedRich changed Stan’s name to 1-Did-I-Fucking-ask-800
1-Did-I-Fucking-Ask-800: What I ask myself whenever Richie talks
PoorManNamedRich: harsh there stanley
Benjamenjamin : [WhyWouldYousaySmthConYetBrave.pic]
PoorManNamedRich changed ThatBxtchBeverly ’s name to B(ev)itchIHopeTheFuckYouDo
Direct Message from ThatBxtchBeverly to RichieTZ
ThatBxtchBeverly: 'HypochondriSnac' ????
ThatBxtchBeverly : Lol smooth
RichieTZ : Shut up, Marsh
ThatBxtchBeverly: Oh wow richie using real punctuation!1!!!!1!
Welcome to the Losers Club, Asshole
PoorManNamedRich : anywho,,, minus the bullying,,, I created this chat to ask if y’all wanted to meet at the quarry
B( ev ) itchIHopeTheFuckYouDo : y’all
Benjamenjamin : y’all
JustABoyFromDairy : y’all
PoorManNamedRich : Who wants to come and fight me at the quarry?
1-Did-I-Fucking-Ask-800: An excuse to fight Richie? Count me in.
1-Did-I-Stutter-800: I can
Benjamenjamin : me too
B( ev )itchIHopeTheFuckYouDo : me three
JustaBoyFromDairy : Thirded
HyprocondriSnac : Can’t. Mom’s throwing a hissy fit because I didn’t collect my medicine today
PoorManNamedRich : what?! What will I do without my Eddie Spaghetti?
HyprocondriSnac : What the fuck, richard?
Benjamenjamin : [ WhatTheFuckRichard.vid ]
B( ev )itchIHopeTheFuckYouDo : Ben back at it with the memes
1-Did-I-Stutter-800: Is everything okay?
HyprocondriSnac : Yeah you know how she is
HyprocondriSnac : Probably will just keep me inside so I ‘don’t get sick’
Direct Message from RichieTZ to Mikey-no- Ikey
RichieTZ : Do you think he’s really alright?
Mikey-no- Ikey : He says so
Mikey-no- Ikey : Besides Eddie always finds a way out at some point.
Mikey-no- Ikey : Don’t say anything. You know he hates the pity
RichieTZ : yea that’s why he never brings her up.
RichieTZ : Okay, I’ll be cool.
Welcome to the Losers Club, Asshole:
PoorManNamedRich : I could always loosen her up for ya, Eds
HyprocondriSnac : I’m going to HypochondriSnap your neck, Richie
B( ev )itchIHopeTheFuckYouDo : you walked into that one Eddie
1-Did-I-Fucking-Ask-800: Beep Beep Richie
JustaBoyFromDairy : It could have been innocent!
Benjamenjamin : Yeah! Richie, explain for us
HyprocondriSnac : NO!
1-Did-I-Fucking-Ask-800: Richie I see you typing you better stop
PoorManNamedRich : Well thank you, my dear gentlemen. I am glad someone has faith my capabilities of being a true man with love and compassion in his heart. Eddie, my good chap, I only meant to relax your mother with the heavenly sight of my face and grace your life with my presence. Why must you wound me so?
B( ev )itchIHopeTheFuckYouDo : Oh that wasn’t too bad
1-Did-I-Stutter-800: Sorry richie
HyprocondriSnac : I’m sceptical but
HyprocondriSnac : Sorry ‘Chee.
1-Did-I-Fucking-Ask-800: Wait for it...
PoorManNamedRich : And also grace eddie’s mom with my wang
HyprocondriSnac : RICHIE I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD!
Despite how disgusting the vulgar jokes Richie told were, it seemed all of them – with the exception of the ones about his mother– had Eddie somewhat amused as he thought about the voices his best friend tried to convey in the message; from the sophisticated and un-Richie-like phrasing, Eddie would have to assume the British Guy voice was being used. It did seem to be the Trashmouth’s go to since it was the only voice which was deemed to be ‘perfected’.
Amongst the group chat ghosting Eddie was doing, he had almost forgotten the guilt inducing speech in which Sonia had aimed at her son:
“Oh Eddie, don’t you see what you’re doing to your mother – the one who has been the only person to care for you?” Mrs. Kasbrack choked up as tears – ones which Eddie had the nerve to think (but not say) were crocodile tears once re-evaluating the situation- welled within her eyes, threatening to tumble down her pudgy red cheeks. Of course, the very simple act of forgetting his medicine had Sonia Kaspbrak with her hand over her heart and taking deep breaths to ‘calm her down’ while looking around for a place to sit. Instantly, as if it were clockwork, Eddie felt his stomach drop while silently reprimanding himself for being so careless and negatively effecting his mother - all this while rushing to the larger woman’s side to guide her to the reclining chair in front of the TV.
“I’m sorry ma-”
“No, don’t. I understand.” She gasped, “Just like your father you are, Eddie, dear.” Now, that was a new one. Sonia’s hand reached up to Eddie’s cheek, to which the teen crouched – he was small for a boy his age, but with his mother reclining, the automatic response was to lean so his mother didn’t have to stretch .
As Eddie recalled the situation in the safe haven of his bedroom, he began to rub at his cheek as if to dust of the ghosting of her fingers - just the memory had the uncomfortable feeling of delinquency settle in his stomach and producing a shiver.
“ So caught up with... bad influences that you have forgotten what’s important.” The ‘bad influences’ was spat in a way which Eddie rarely saw of his mother; she used her kind voice to coax him into a sense of security, when in reality it was isolating him from others more often than not, and if she wasn’t isolating him she was making him take medicines he had refused to take. More manipulation which Eddie had previously been blind to; even now he couldn’t say he was 100% aware of the manipulation unless it being called out by the Losers, which was rare, afraid of upsetting their friend. How did that correlate with his father? How did that correlate with him ? Eddie had no ‘bad’ influences, he wasn’t even with the Losers this morning.
‘She must mean Richie’ Eddie thought silently, hands behind his back and eyes dropped to the floor . She never liked Richie – too loud mouthed, too brash, childish... ‘ too Tozier’ . Eddie never would agree and even opened his mouth to defend his friends, but Sonia only raised her hand and began to heave again “Eddie-bear, get mommy some water; all this is too much.” One beat passed and Eddie still stood, only to see his mother’s expecting eyes
“Yes, mom,” he murmured and followed the order.
Eddie didn’t need to ask if he could meet with his friends to know it would be a negative – especially outside. “Oh Eddie, your hay fever” the teen mocked in a whisper so sickly that he shuddered. The impersonation could give Richie a run for his money, but it was one he hated doing. It showed how close the two were. “If you had your medicine... if you listened... if you... cared.” The sickly-sweet whisper of his mother turned into his own voice again slowly; the pause between each comment being a little longer than the last until Eddie let his body drop to his freshly made bed, fiddling with the asthma pump he kept on his bedside drawer while wondering what to believe.
At times like these, ones with his mother (who had been violently coughing from the self-described stress) suddenly silent and happily sitting in front of the TV, Eddie was unsure how he could have been blind for so long; she used her emotions to make Eddie feel bad, to stay in and get rid of his friends, just like the summer where he broke his arm while defending Georgie from some street clown.
Welcome to the Losers Club, Asshole
RichieTZ : [WishingYouWereHere]
(Description: Richie being in the foreground while Bev, Bill and Ben were behind him on the right and Mike and Stan were on the left, on a rock; they were all smiling while Richie grinned so wide his eyes were squinting]
RichieTZ : Hope Mrs. K isn’t locking you up all summer, we need you
JustaBoyFromDairy : Yeah!
JustaBoyFromDairy : Plus Richie cut his knee already so we really do need you to stop him
B( ev )itchIHopeTheFuckYouDo : stop this chaotic disaster
PoorManNamedRich : We need Eddie to encourage me not stop me
PoorManNamedRich: smh fake fans
PoorManNamedRich : also im a chaotic good get it right
HyprocondriSnac : how about I sneak out tonight after my mom’s fallen asleep and we can watch bad films at Bill’s
1-Did-I-Stutter-800: Why are you renting my house out?
PoorManNamedRich : Eddie the pimp
Benjamenjamin: of houses?
JustaBoyFromDairy : Real estate agents
HyprocondriSnac : Is that a no, Bill?
1-Did-I-Stutter-800: of course not
PoorManNamedRich : then its settled. Movies at Billiam’s place at 8:30.
Direct Message from Bill.Den to RichieTZ
Bill.Den : You didn’t need to try to bribe me with a milkshake, but now you offered I want Vanilla
Bill.Den: You know I would say yes
RichieTZ : just making sure
RichieTZ : gotta see my Eds somehow
Bill.Den : gayass
RichieTZ : who are you? Bev?
RichieTZ : its Bi-ass aktually
Bill.Den : Aktually
RichieTZ : *Middle Finger Emoji*